Over the next few days Kristin enjoyed reliving the feeling of being taken in the ass against the window. She put out of her mind, the ending and just focused on his passion and desire as he ate her and fucked both of her holes. The wanton abandon of letting him have her any way he wanted was delicious and she masturbated again and again, reliving the episode in her mind.
By Thursday morning, she wanted to be taken again and knew just the right opportunity. Her old friends, Melissa and Susan, usually went out for "Ladies" night on Thursday evenings. There were good drink specials and many bars had no cover for women then. She had often gone with them, until her and Mark had started getting serious. And she knew that wherever they went would be a meat market.
"Hey Susan," she said on the cell phone. "We haven't gotten together in ages and I was thinking about you and Melissa this morning." Some light chit chat later and she was all set to meet them at a bar for dinner and then head out for a night of dancing. She texted Mark and simply told him she was going out with some friends. He said he'd get dinner and put in some extra hours and meet her at home later.
Kristin got herself ready late in the afternoon. She wore a classic 'little black dress' without any underwear at all. It felt so naughty to be going out to a dance bar again. Although she went when she was younger, her rather reserved nature had kept her on the sidelines most of the time. Tonight though, she planned to dive into the thick of things.
The evening started at a downtown restaurant well known locally for great appetizers and expensive drinks. The three women each ordered a salad and shared plates of calamari, bruschetta and hummus. Kristin ordered a white wine and they began to chat. The conversation ranged from work to gossip about people who were friends and people who weren't friends. It was Melissa who turned to Kristin and brashly asked the question that was apparently on everyone's mind "So, how's the marriage thing and why are going out with us?"
Kristin's ears burned red as she tried to hide her embarrassment. She should have known it was coming, Melissa was never one to pull punches. Before she could answer Susan broke in, "Melissa, seriously!? It's good to see her, whatever the reason. I'm sorry Kristin, just ignore her, you know Melissa" and rolled her eyes.
Kristin laughed, thinking, I'd love to tell you all about it, but I know how you gossip. She gave her best innocent shrug, "I really just wanted to spend some time with you. Mark had to work late tonight, and I remembered that we usually had some fun on Thursdays so I just called. If I'm going to hamper your moves" she wiggled her hands and they laughed, " then I can just head home before we get to the dance bar. But honestly, I just kind of feel like loud music and watching hot bodies!" She raised her eyebrows conspiratorially and they all laughed. They moved onto a new topic, after dinner, they left the quiet restaurant and headed to the dance bar.
The thrumming of the dance music and the spinning lights of the dance bar were as loud and overwhelming as Kristin remembered. She was a little nervous, but she could see some heads turning toward her group and she hoped that some of them were for her. They took a table a few rows back from the dance floor and managed to track down a waiter who brought them all drinks. Kristin stuck with white wine and sipped it slowly.
The dance floor was still sparsely populated, but the evening was young and people drifted in and took tables or staked out their spot at the bar. There was a group of men, a few years younger than her, who sat near the dance floor. The men watched the action, ogling the few women dancing, while casting their eyes about the room evaluating the women.
A song Kristin liked started playing, and she said "come on ladies! Let's dance!" Kristin rose and headed to the dance floor without looking back. On the dance floor she started to dance as she moved toward the table where the guys were. About ten feet from them, she turned and found both her friends laughing and dancing with her. Kristin's back was to the table of men and she made sure that her ass was wiggling enticingly. She occasionally tried to spin a little to see if she was getting the reaction she wanted. It seemed like it, but it was difficult to tell.
As the song ended, and another began, Melissa grabbed her hand and led them all back to the table. "Oh but I liked that song," Kristin exclaimed, not really caring about the song, but wanting to stay on the floor.
